Premature

Is there a chance to take, a choice, a path to follow?

Please darling, stay awake and avoid tomorrow

I'm comming back, I'm there, I'm on my way

It weights me down like a promise of false hope

like the feeling that you get after a sweet dream ends

as a notion of rain drops on my hair, velvet clouds

If I could stand above this world

I'd make this dream rip out the lie

my heart's too small to contain joy

it bubbles out in steams of tears

I loved you once and I love you still

I'll sing a song for a call as I rise and fall

I love you still, I always will